Chu Xian didn't know that in fact, when he was leaving with Tu from Jianmu City, several more figures appeared in the place where he killed those thieves to rescue Miss Tang.

These figures were all accompanied by mist, with a strong aura of death.

Among them, there is the underworld envoy who has fought with Chu Xian, in addition, there are several other underworld envoys, among them, there is a monster with a black cloak that almost merges with the surrounding black fog.

This monster should be a kind of Wu clan, but it is different, it is huge, its eyes are like stars, and its whole face is hidden in the cloak, but from the cloak, there are tentacles like an octopus stretching out, just like half of this person's face, all of which are the body of an octopus.

This is true, because this black shadow, in the Wu culture, is the god of death, and it is also the existence of the control of the underworld, and the Wu people call this thing, the spirit of the dead witch, also known as the god of death.

Its status is like that of the underworld.

"Find that alien envoy, cross the realm to collect souls, and violate the covenant of the netherworld, no matter which side of the envoy is, he must be made to pay. After the spirit of the dead witch finished speaking, his figure wandered and disappeared without a trace, and several underworld envoys also dispersed and searched everywhere.

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Warsong nobles, farms.

Everything in the Wu Clan is huge, the roads are wider, the houses are higher, even the pig pens are unimaginably large, in Chu Xian's opinion, this place is the same as the Colosseum.

The pigs raised inside are all in the shape of wild boars, even the smallest are larger than a bull, and the tyrannical sense of power between the walks alone is enough to make people daunted.

In the entire animal pen, there are thousands of these wild boars, under the run, the earth is absolutely shaking, ordinary people see this scene, it is estimated that their legs are weak, and they can't stand steadily, but Chu Xian still likes it, because this place, there are no Wu people who come back to pay attention to it on weekdays, especially he knows that the keepers of these wild boars are very loose on weekdays, as long as things are done well, at other times, no one will care about you at all.

This is very much in line with Chu Xian's requirements.

Of course, it is impossible for one person to take care of so many wild boars, there are thirty beast pens here, and Chu Xian is only responsible for the ninth beast pen, and there are only dozens of them in it, but he can handle it.

And the actual work, after a day or two of familiarization, is already handy, that is, open the fence within the specified time, let these wild boars run out along the passage to have fun, after closing the fence, put food, regularly clean the animal pen, it's that simple.

Of course, if it is an ordinary person, just such a thing will exhaust the person who consumes energy, but Chu Xian is not an ordinary person, and he can easily solve it by using some magic methods.

In this way, Chu Xian can do some of his own things for the rest of the time.

The other unsuccessful scribes could only do similar dirty work, obviously, just adapting, they had to suffer a lot, and Chu Xian had already found out a lot of information he needed.

For example, the clan of the War Song Clan is at the foot of the Witch Sacred Mountain, and in addition, it is also known that there is a witchcraft guarding the sacred mountain, and if you step into it without permission, you will touch the witchcraft and end miserably.

At night, Chu Xian went to his own No. 9 beast pen alone, then opened the door and walked in.

You must know that his behavior is quite dangerous, the wild boars inside are all ferocious, Chu Xian has heard of it alone, in the past year, many slaves who raised them have been treated as snacks by these wild boars and eaten them, so the principle is that you must not enter when the wild boars are in the animal pen, that is tantamount to looking for death.

But Chu Xian is obviously familiar with the road.

After entering, there were almost more than 30 wild boars in it, all of them woke up one by one, and then shrank in the corner, not daring to look at Chu Xian, they were obviously cleaned up by Chu Xian, they were all honest, Chu Xian came in, all of them were conditioned reflexes, if this scene was seen by others, it would definitely be shocking.

And there was only one that reminded the huge wild boar that he was not afraid of Chu Xian, but he also showed an extremely friendly appearance, and stepped forward to prostrate, it seemed that he was actually currying favor with Chu Xian.

"Three fat, how many times have I told you, eat less, eat less, as the so-called people are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, eating too much, they will be knifed. Chu Xian admonished.

These wild boars seem to be ferocious, but in fact, they are all raised to eat, Chu Xian has eaten them, they taste good, and for martial artists, they are definitely great supplements, especially the supplement of qi and blood, which is better than most meat, if the human warriors eat this every day, they will also be infinitely powerful, and they will also be physically strong.

But even if it is a Wu people, not everyone can afford to eat this wild boar, and only nobles can afford to eat it.

The wild boar in front of him was the same as a pug, Chu Xian gave it a name, Three Fat, from the first day, Chu Xian chose this guy to teach the demon clan cultivation exercises.

This is done to enlighten this guy.

Chu Xian had to have enough time, so it was impossible to spend all his time on taking care of the animal pen, so he thought of a way to cultivate a leading wild boar and let them manage themselves.

So I chose the three fats, and the one who taught was the top demon clan cultivation method, although it was only a few days, but the three fats were obviously able to understand Chu Xian's words, and it was estimated that they would let it cultivate for a while, and it would be okay to be afraid of spitting out people's words.

After a few words of reprimanding the three fats, the latter was pitiful and lowered his head and did not dare to say anything.

"Three fat, remember the mantra of cultivation, and absorb the qi of yang essence and moon essence all the time to consolidate spiritual wisdom. Chu Xian admonished, and the three fats nodded hurriedly.

"Also, I'm going out tonight, you take care of the house, don't make trouble, go to bed early and get up early. After Chu Xian finished speaking, the three fats still nodded hurriedly, since they were opened by Chu Xian, these three fats have understood a lot of truths, for example, it already knows their future fate, that is, to be slaughtered and served to the nobles' table.

This is not the future that Sanfat wants, it wants to fight back, it wants to go its own way, these, only Chu Xian can give it, so for Chu Xian, San Pang is loyal and obedient.

After Chu Xian finished explaining, he left.

Sanfat has now started cultivating the demon clan exercises, and it can still do this little thing.

After all, Chu Xian didn't want to delay any longer, he wanted to sneak into Wushen Mountain tonight, not to mention that he could directly seize the spring water and dissolve the life-devouring witch spell on his body, but at least, he could understand the situation of Wushen Mountain first.

Naturally, the witchcraft in Wushen Mountain, Chu Xian also thought of a way to crack it.

Taking advantage of the night, Chu Xian changed his clothes, used the Yin Yang Phantom Carp to bless the camouflage, and found out all the way, passing through the entire station of the war song nobles, and went straight to the direction of Wushen Mountain.

The journey was quite smooth, although there were also masters in the War Song Clan, but Chu Xian's ability was higher, and he was silent, avoiding all the sentry posts, so he didn't alarm anyone.

When he arrived at the foot of Wushen Mountain, Chu Xian saw that in the darkness, every thousand zhang, there would be a huge totem, which stretched outward, as if the entire Wushen Mountain was surrounded by it.

Chu Xian knew that those totems, like the city walls and guards, could not only find those who sneaked in, but also cast voodoo spells on those who sneaked in.

Chu Xian approached, and then used the Yin Yang Phantom God Carp to perform the technique of change, turning into a big python, following the ground, and crawling towards Wushen Mountain.

In this way, he can avoid the eye of totem surveillance, but obviously, he may not be able to avoid witchcraft, but Chu Xian is not afraid of this, he has a real seal, and he has the qi of the earth emperor, even the strongest life-devouring witch spell can suppress one or two, and other witchcraft is even easier to deal with.

Therefore, in the eyes of ordinary people, the forbidden land that cannot be set foot at all, Chu Xian passed through easily.

When he really stepped into this Witch God Mountain, Chu Xian could feel that his body was blessed with witchcraft, but to Chu Xian's surprise, before he could suppress it with a real seal, a force suddenly gushed out of his body, and it actually swallowed up the breath of witchcraft.

Chu Xian immediately reacted, it was the power of the Longevity Devouring Witch Spell.

Unexpectedly, this spell could devour other witchcraft.

This is something Chu Xian didn't expect.

But it's always a good thing, so that you don't need to be afraid of other witchcraft? It's like fighting poison with poison, and there is the strongest poison in your body, so you can just ignore other small poisons.

Wushen Mountain is indeed huge, but in the same way, there is nothing, except for mountains and rocks, trees and rivers, there is no one, this forbidden land also has the advantage of a forbidden land, that is, Wuren does not dare to enter at all, which makes Chu Xian have no obstacles.

However, it is said that this Wushen Mountain is only allowed to enter the Wu Ancestors, and there were a total of thirteen Wu Ancestors before the Wu Clan, but the thirteen Wu Ancestors finally fell in the Holy Dynasty Jingzhou, so there should be only twelve left.

But these twelve may not all be there, some are too ancient, they have not been born for hundreds of years, or even thousands of years, just like the first Wu Ancestor and the second Wu Clan, which are older than the Taizong Holy Ancestor, Taizong Holy Ancestor Du Shouyuan has run out and fallen, and they estimate that they have long since fallen, but the Wu Clan has not admitted this.

Therefore, there are not too many Wu Ancestors in the current world, but any one of them is an existence beyond the level of Dao Immortals, let's just say that the youngest Thirteen Witch Ancestors, the real strength is already more than half of the Dao Immortals, and it can be compared with the Flying Feather Immortals.

Wu Ancestor is undoubtedly powerful, maybe Wu Shen Mountain has it, so Chu Xian must also be careful, just like a Flying Feather Immortal, its perception range is enough to cover a range of thousands of miles, how big is this Wu God Mountain? One Wu Ancestor's perception can cover more than half of the range, and two Wu Ancestors can perceive the entire Wu God Mountain, so they must be cautious.

This night, Chu Xian searched for a lot of areas, but he didn't find the location of the legendary ancestral spirit spring, but Chu Xian was not in a hurry, according to his current speed, at most, he could search all the Wushen Mountains in ten days, and when the time came, he would definitely be able to gain something.